You change your mind like a girl changes clothes: Why can't we all just be ugly?

Friday the thirteenth. What a joy. All the radio stations are saying that today isn't really bad luck or whatever you call it. Certain people just seem to be overly superstitious. It's really funny actually. Random people were calling in and telling the public about childish superstitions they're fathers told them when they were younger. There was this one guy who said his dad told him never to point at rainbows 'cause otherwise your fingers will be crooked. Haha. Kinda amusing in a way.

Anyway, school was a drag. But dear Maria was exceptionally funny today. Her sense of humour is just hilarious. I don't know what I'd do without you fitch ;D During science, it was a free period for us. So Weng Yan, Maria & I sat in a circle and were talking and talking (god knows where Celine and Sarah were). It was fun. We were talking about how we have wanted to run away before. Hah. Maria was halfway through her story when I interrupted and asked how far she made it to. She said her front door (: I couldn't stop laughing.

Then, there a was a drastic change in the topic and suddenly we found ourselves talking about who's got a damn nice body and what not. Believe me, we aren't gay. We were just talking. It was such a soap opera. Haha. It was a long and slow topic, trust me. So I was like, why can't we all just be ugly? And Maria agreed with me. Hmm. I do honestly wonder. Why can't we? Can't be that can it.

So yeah. There was nothing much that I did today. I mean, I was so damn tired; having four hours of sleep last night, so I wasn't as crazy as usual.

Kay. I really have nothing to blog about. (:

Oh oh. One more thing, I was making a list of all the guys I want to meet.

Want to see? ;D Haha. Don't mock it.